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When He Xiaolin heard this, she knew that she had something to do again.

This Third Uncle still had a deep hatred in his heart that he had yet to avenge.

Would he even help introduce someone to his uncle?

Definitely not.

He knew Third Master too well.

Great!

It seemed that he needed to point the spearhead at Third Uncle next.

It was afternoon.

He Yuzhu had not returned home yet.

He Xiaolin had nothing to do and was ready to go for a walk. After all, it was very boring to stay at home.

He could also test the return rate of the system when he went out. If he encountered something good, wouldn't he take off?

He could also find a place where there was no one to test how powerful this Buddha Mountain Shadowless Kick was.

In the past, when he watched movies, this Shadowless Kick of Buddha Mountain was extraordinarily handsome!

In the past, how would he have dared to think that he knew martial arts?

Now that he had it, he naturally had to use it.

Just as he came out of the door and arrived at the small alley in the east.

She saw someone sneaking around.

A young man wearing a dark green cotton hat and a dark green cotton coat.

His entire body exuded a wretched aura.

He Xiaolin found it interesting and looked at him quietly.

Suddenly.

He was walking towards a bicycle at the entrance of the alley.

It was obvious.

His target was the bicycle.

He Xiaolin's return rate system was also locked on this bicycle.

[Cycle: Return Rate: 10]

This was the highest rate of return he had seen in so many days.

This meant that He Xiaolin would get a return of 10 times for this bicycle.

The return was not necessarily a financial return.

It could also be any form of reward, it could be interpersonal relationships, it could also be hidden attributes, and so on.

He Xiaolin was also interested in this bicycle.

He definitely couldn't let this wretched man succeed.

The wretched man picked up the tools in his hand and skillfully dismantled the bicycle wheels.

It was obvious that he was a repeat offender.

If he stole the entire bicycle, he would definitely be discovered in the follow-up investigation.

However, if he were to steal the wheels and sell them, not only would the target be small, but the value would also be high.

Selling the wheels was almost half a month's salary for others.

People like him only needed to steal two bicycles a month to live a comfortable life.

He Xiaolin naturally wouldn't give up the things that he fancied!

He walked towards the entrance of the alley.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The thief was so frightened that his body trembled and the wrench in his hand fell to the ground.

He turned to look at He Xiaolin in horror.

The moment he saw He Xiaolin.

Her panicked expression gradually calmed down.

Little wimp!

Damn it, he was scared half to death by the little wimp.

He picked up the wrench and waved it.

"Hurry up and go home."

"It's getting dark. Don't let Mom and Dad worry. Go back quickly.”

After saying that, he turned around and began to dismantle the wheels.

He looked very greedy.

It was not enough to dismantle one wheel, but there were still two wheels.

He Xiaolin replied calmly.

"I can't go back."

After saying that.

He directly roared at the entrance of the alley.

"Someone stole bicycle wheels."

"Someone come quickly."

"Someone stole something in broad daylight.”

He Xiaolin's series of shouts scared him so much that his hands and feet were trembling.

If this matter blew up, the police would be attracted. At that time, he would have to stay in prison.

He was anxious.

F * ck!

Did this child want to die?

He subconsciously raised the wrench in his hand and smashed it at He Xiaolin.

Normally, he wouldn't dare to hurt anyone, but this was a special situation.

If he did not control this little brat, his life would be ruined.

In an instant!

The wrench was already at He Xiaolin's temple.

Even if he regretted it, it was too late.

"Pa!"

His hand shook!

His palm felt numb.

He Xiaolin raised her foot and blocked his attack.

He was dumbfounded.

Impossible!

This time, he used all his strength.

Even people of the same age would not be able to block this attack.

Why was it blocked by the child in front of him?

Now was not the time to be shocked.

He turned his head and looked at the stream of people walking towards him.

It was obvious!

These people were attracted by He Xiaolin's shouts.

He couldn't continue wasting time like this.

He threw down the wrench in his hand and prepared to leave.

He had already run quite a distance.

He had never expected that.

He Xiaolin jumped up.

He only saw He Xiaolin's afterimage cut through the air and headed straight for him.

Damn it!

Kungfu?

This child knows kung fu?

He Xiaolin's every kick whipped the air.

Stepping on the strong wind, he rushed over.

It went straight for his head.

The last kick exploded on his head.

His mind was muddled.

At this moment, he was already burning with anger. It seemed that if he did not teach this child a lesson today, he would not be able to leave.

He endured the pain in his head.

He was prepared to fight to the death.

He looked at the rushing crowd and was extremely anxious. If those people caught up, he would definitely not be able to escape today.

He raised his fist and smashed it at He Xiaolin.

He Xiaolin was fighting with him.

At this moment!

The eyes of the crowd who had rushed over almost fell out.

He was so shocked that he did not know what to do next.

Who had ever seen such a scene?

A little brat was suppressing an adult with physical strength.

The adult was actually unable to retaliate at all.

The thief immediately hugged his head and begged for mercy.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting. If you keep fighting, you'll die.”

He Xiaolin's every kick was very strong.

The thief even suspected that he had met the big brother from a martial arts novel.

Was this the strength of an eight or nine-year-old?

The strength of his legs and his fancy movements.

This was a f * cking martial artist.

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